A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109 Shattered Mask

He stared straight at Hannah.

The absolute truth hit him in a matter of seconds.

Hannah had orchestrated this entire little performance on purpose.

She was playing a calculated game to trigger an absolute blowout between him and Isabella

Noah turned the scenario over in his head-given his explosive temper, if her lies were true and he had actually introduced them, what would his reaction be upon hearing this garbage

The answer was blindingly obvious.

He would cut ties with Isabella on the spot.

He would leverage every ounce of the Wayne family empire to smash both Isabella and Bret pieces out of pure spite.

Because nothing on earth enraged him more than being stabbed in the back and used as a to

Worse yet, Isabella would have landed right in his ultimate strike zone by treating him like a pathetic stepping stone to claw her way up.

Noah’s face turned into an icy, unreadable mask.

He locked eyes with Hannah, his voice dropping to a freezing register, “Are you giving me the absolute facts here?

“Isabella is that tight with Brett, rolling up in the Carters’ car with Eugene playing her persona chauffeur?”

As the question left his lips, his expression grew sharp and lethal to the core.

Hannah misread the room completely, assuming her little trap had worked like a charm.

Beaming with confidence, she nodded frantically, “Exactly, Noah! Please don’t let it get to you, my sister just-ah!”

Before she could finish her sentence, Noah launched his foot forward and sent her flying straight across the floor.

“You absolute dumb*ss!

“Did you seriously think I have some moral rule against hitting a girl?!”

Noah’s eyes burned with freezing fury as he delivered a savage backhand that sent her crashi down, before following it up with another hard kick.

His expression remained cold as ice as he slammed a heavy desk out of his path with total force, marching straight toward her with pure malice.

“Do I look like a complete idiot to you? Did you honestly think you could stand there and manipulate me with your trashy high-school games?

“You think I don’t possess a single brain cell? Huh?!”

Noah seized a fistful of Hannah’s hair, dragging her face inches from his as he snarled, “Wher the h*ll did you find the nerve to try and weaponize me?

“Isabella rolls with the Carters because she has the raw talent and earned every bit of their respect, got it?!

“Played?!

“Isabella playing me?!”

Noah let out a harsh, mocking laugh at the sheer absurdity of it.

He bent over backward every day just to get her attention while she dismissed him as an annoying brat; why the h*ll would she waste time playing him?

Isn’t Noah supposed to be hunting down Isabella right now?

Isabella completely bypassed him to charm the Carters, treating him like a pathetic stepping stone to secur a spot at their table.

Yet Noah’s absolute fury is directed entirely at me?!

I was the one looking out for him!

I was just trying to stop him from being completely blindsided!

Hannah wailed at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face.

Noah hadn’t held back a single ounce of his strength.

Those two heavy slaps caused her cheeks to swell up on the spot, making her jaw too stiff to even form clear words.

A white-hot agony pulsed through her midsection where his foot had connected, feeling as though a rib had cracked under the impact.

Right in the middle of her frantic weeping, Isabella and Brett made their way into the classroom.

Isabella had allowed Brett to drag her out to the cafeteria first, since he insisted on loading up her meal card balance under his mother’s strict orders.

He kept ranting that whatever assets the Powells provided were their business, but the Carters took care of their own.

If Isabella refused the cash, his mom would flay him alive the second he got home.

Unable to shake off his endless nagging, she had caved and walked with him to the terminal.